Looping gif of a friend's oc
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King of the Woods
Draw yourself in a fantasy way
-Creative title-
talk to liv?
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24.02.2021
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Peppermintswitz
24.02.2021 23:33
LinkHello wif
-BonelessApple-[OP]
24.02.2021 23:33
Linkomg she kiss
prolly gonna make her die soon so she can go fallen angel shit and her children can hate her
Olivia is- my friend’s type and honestly wouldn’t feel bad if they got their heart broken by her
Yeah- and he likes kids since he is also a babysitter. So he would like watch over her kids while she goes to screw other people
Honestly Charlie wouldn’t probably care about her ****ing over men- he would probably only care about how she is feeling and hwo the kids are feeling because he is a nice stripper cow boy
*other men* *how the*
Poor poor Charlie :(
He only cares about people because he is not toxic and a hoe
He is the opposite of Olivia but you know what they say. Opposites attract each other
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Sorry not sorry Olivia. While we are just being mean to her Charlie gives her a hug
:))
*Makarov was sauntering down a sidewalk with an opened newspaper on top of his head, you could call that an attempt to avoid the sun- he wasn’t bothered by the stares he got though they were sorta amusing if anything*
Olivia was shooing some kids down the sidewalk, they both had ice-cream cones in their hands and were happily skipping along. Well at least one of them, the other looked grumpy as hell. Olivia smiled gently as she spoke to them.
Makarov: *the shadow like man hummed to himself as he continued on down the sidewalk, he noticed a couple of kid’s up ahead but didn’t pay very much attention to them- until his eyes wandered a bit further up realizing it was the woman herself, Ms. Underwood. He hadn’t really seen her since that night, it was hard to forget it happened even if he was drunk. He wasn’t gonna start being a pussy now just because of some angel, the man with a newspaper rolled his eyes and began stiffly making his way over*
The older looking boy gave her a sneer and she sighed gently, and stopped pestering the poor kid. Both of the boys looked pretty similar to Olivia. She glanced back up from them only to see the shadow dude with his newspaper and she let out a soft snort, her cheeks dusted pink as she thought about their last interactions with each other. She nervously glanced down when realizing he was headed their way.
Makarov: *once he got close enough he decided to greet her, averting his gaze for a moment* hey, it’s been a bit- Ms. Underwood.
She gave him an awkward smile and glanced back up at him. She nodded and let out a nervous chuckle. "Sure- has-"
The older boy knit his brows and glared at him while the other politely smiled.
Makarov: *he cleared his throat, you didn’t have to have any energy sensing powers to feel the awkwardness radiating off of them* how’ve you been?-
She gave him a more genuine smile and shrugged, politely folding her hands in her lap. "Oh its- been alright. What about you..?"
Makarov: t’was..interesting to say the least. *he huffed, the newspaper on his head slid off revealing his wild looking hair* who are the two small shrimps by the way? *he mumbled, referring to the “weird” children?*
She let out a soft chuckle and smiled down at her two boys. "Oh- my children- Cameron is the big guy and Tristian."
Cameron of course, gave the strange man a sharp glare with his narrowed eyes, similar to Olivia but- more aggressive.
The other boy gave him a big smile and practically squealed out. "Hi!"
Makarov: cute. *he mumbled, referring to the two with his usual grin. They were definitely her kids alright* hey there kiddos.
she chuckled softly and nodded with a happy smile. The older boy sneered. "You're just gonna end up another one of that whore's toys-" He spoke, referencing to his mother off :).
Olivia's eyes widened and she knit her brows. "Do not speak like that-"
😭💀
Makarov: it’s alright. *he briefly glanced back at her with a smile then back to the boy* and don’t you worry child, there’s nothing going on between us. Right Olivia? *he turned back to her again with a grin* (stoP lying to urself)
:)
ofc*
Her happy expression seemed to falter slightly but she forced a smile, nodding to him as she averted her eyes. If she was being honest that- kinda hurt. She really did think that maybe there would be a chance of them being something more in the future but- guess not.
He rolled his eyes and looked away with a gentle grumble.
Makarov: *the man clasped his hands together, not noticing her changed expression* so..where are you guys headed?
She glanced down with a small, sad smile but she kept a level tone. "Oh we- were just going to go pick up their god father then head home-"
Makarov: *nodded, looking over and began to notice. He raised a brow curiously as his wide grin faded ever so slightly, not like he cared- right?* can- I join..?
He shrugged as she stared down. ****, she needed to get a hold on herself. She glanced back up at him with a bright smile and she nodded, before averting her eyes as if she didn't want to meet his gaze. She knew it wouldn't be good to keep feeding her want for a relationship with him but- it wouldn't hurt just to spend some time with him. Her voice grew gentle and she tried to push all those thoughts out of her head but, found it hard to. "Id- l-like that.." She looked down again and silently cursed herself for acting so odd.
Makarov: *he gave her a small nod and briefly averted his gaze from her. What was wrong with this woman, did he do something? Without realizing his grin sorta disappeared, the man rubbed the back or his neck and looked down at her, Even though he told himself he didn’t care he still wanted to know why* something the matter Olivia?
Her expression only worsened and she stared down, some of her hair fell into her face as she muttered. "I-Im- I'm fine." Her voice quieted and she looked down, she knew if she looked back up at him she would probably start tearing. She went silent after speaking.
Makarov: you sure? You know you can tell me anything. *he gave her a small smile, only a blind person would shrug it off afterwards, it was clear there was something going on*
His words only made her feel worse and she nodded as she kept her eyes strained on the ground. She let out a shaky sigh, she needed to change the subject before he started getting an idea of her feelings for him. And of course, reject a whore like her just as any other man would. She forced a small smile. "W-we shouldn't keep Xavier waiting..."
Makarov: ah r-right- *he was a bit caught off guard by that. Makarov guessed that he was the god father, well.. I guess it’d be rude to keep someone waiting* we should go. *without a doubt he was going to bring this up again, but maybe when they were alone and not with a couple of kiddos lurking*
She nodded and started down the sidewalk, the boys skipped ahead but she stayed silently staring at the ground, her hair still drapped over part of her face. She let out a soft sigh as they walked.
Makarov: *he stared at the kids as they got further and further away, he felt a bit awkward after that. The man silently wished that they could’ve stayed to save this situation but that was wishful thinking I suppose. He didn’t think they’d be alone this soon but what could he do* it’s quite nice today..isn’t it?
She simply nodded as she continued to walk, her heels gently clicked against the ground. **** she felt awkward like this. She let out a light sigh. "Mhm.."
Makarov: *he briefly glanced her way before looking upfront again, the man let out a rather quiet huff, stopping himself from beating around the bush* I couldn’t help but notice your changed mood- *he paused in speech for a moment, he was hesitant about this- this situation he got himself into* did I do something to upset you?
She shrugged slightly and sighed gently, playing with her hands. "Oh- well.. You-" She paused, well there was no going back now I guess. "Y-you said something about there not being anything-" The glanced off and frowned, her voice lowered to more of a gentle whisper. "I-I just thought we- c-couuld maybe be something.. Eventually of c-course-" She frowned and dug her nails into her clothed palms, she looked away from him, expecting a harsh rejection. It after all, was all she knew at this point.
Makarov: I see now. *so that was it. The man crossed his arms and chuckled* you had me thinking you were- dying or something. *he let out a few more noises of laughter before quieting down and looked over at her with a sigh, thinking of his next choice of words* it’s..not like I don’t want to be with you, Underwood. I just don’t know if you realize what you’re getting yourself into with a guy like me. *he murmured, wanting to be as vague about his work as possible. I’m mean- he wasn’t a very good person to be honest*
She felt tears swelling in her eyes as she stared down. She knew she always caught feelings too soon, with anyone for that matter. She let her hair fall into her face as she stared down. "B-But I- P-people can change and- and I've been involved with p-plenty, it can't be that bad-" She frowned and glanced back up at her with big, teary eyes. She sniffled gently and wiped her eyes gently, she didn't want to ruin her makeup and look like an absolute mess in public, especially infront of him. She swallowed her cries and could feel a lump in her throat as she mumbled. "P-please-"
Makarov: *he frowned, it was hard enough to know he was the cause of this but the look she gave him made it even harder to even begin to turn her down. How the hell would he pull off having a life with her when he himself was a mess* I..I’ll think about it.. *he looked away, he couldn’t give her a direct answer then and there. He just wanted more time to think things through without y’know- saying no.*
She continued to wipe her eyes and she nodded shakily, muttering. "A-alright.. Thank you." She frowned as she stared down. Why couldn't he just get it over with..? She would rather get turned down now rather then getting her hopes up, only to get heart broken.She sighed gently as she looked down. "A-are you sure..?"
Makarov: yes, I just need time to think. *was all he said with a small frown. The shadow like man stared ahead once again as he let out a sigh that had a bit of a hum to it*
She nodded and wiped her eyes again. "I-Im sorry for bringing it up." She looked away with a gentle sigh as she tried to calm back down, her arms crossed.
Makarov: I suppose we needed to bring up relationship status at some point, right? *he slightly shrugged* shit can start getting confusing.
Makarov: ..could you also do me a favor? *he cleared his throat, looking down at her with a more neutral expression*
Makarov: even if we do end up together..could you- f-forget what I did that night?- *she could see a bit of blush on his face as he put his hands over his shoulders, pointing to his back. The man was referring to his tentacles though they weren’t there at the moment*
She blinked for a moment before she let out a chuckle. She gave him a small grin and nodded. "Yeah- sure thing bud." She shook her head with a smile.
Makarov: I uh- thanks. *he gave her an awkward thumbs up with a small dorky smile, now she reeeally wasn’t meant to see that*
She only smiled more at the smile and she nodded, her cheeks tinted a light shade of pink as she chuckled. "Yeah- yeah no problem." She let out a light snort and arched a brow. "Just might remember from time to time though~"
Makarov: what? N-No- you weren’t m-meant to see those- *he felt his cheeks heat up as he murmured in a low tone, keeping himself from being too loud*
She giggled and rolled her eyes with a purr. She gently poked his shoulder with a snort. "Oh cmon- I wasn't complaining."
Makarov: how are you okay with being restrained?- *he put a hand on his face, covering the lower half of it to hide his blush. Was this man innocent or just ignorant-*
She let out a laugh and shrugged, giving him a wide grin. There was a hint of playfulness in her eyes. "Oh please- It was fun-"
Makarov: *he chuckled, lightly punching her shoulder* heh I swear I’ll never understand you city people.
She chuckled and rolled her eyes, sticking out her tongue up at him. "Oh ill never understand you weirdo-" She purred, cLearly the best at come backs/
Makarov: ouch that hurt~ *the shadow like man replied, joking of course with a wide grin*
she let out a snored and chuckled, crossing her arms. "Course it did. You're you-" She giggled.
(My apologies for suddenly leaving)
Makarov: I’ll make sure to tell their godfather that you’re bullying me. *he rolled his eyes with a small snicker as he softly flicked her nose*
lmao dw you're alright man)
She let out an amused snort and rolled her eyes, poking her tongue out at him. "Oh he'll beat your ass-"
Makarov: aw that’s no fair. I’m the victim here, why am I the one going to be the one getting assaulted- *he crossed his arms, pouting*
She rolled her eyes with a chuckle and slid her arms around his waist, she leaned closer. "Yeah~? Where are my cuffs then?"
Makarov: *he let out a rather soft chuckle, the man was a bit caught off guard by this but played along with a smirk* maybe I am your cuffs, Ms. Underwood.
She giggled gently and arched a brow, staring up into his eyes with those malicious ones ones of her. "That so? Best restrain me again before I do something then sir~"
Makarov: *he slowly began leaning closer, putting his hands on her hips* oh you naughty girl, maybe I’ve already gotten you where I want you~ *his lips were only an inch away from hers before he stopped and pulled away. he couldn’t do it, not yet. Not after telling her he needed time to think about this* we..we should get going now.
Her cheeks dusted red the closer they got and her lips parted before he pulled away. She let out a soft sigh, rather disappointed with the abrupt stop. She nodded off and cleared her throat. "Y-yeah. They're probably waiting."
Makarov: *he averted his gaze with his usual grin but it had a bit of an awkward look to it, Makarov began walking again with a huff while silently cursing himself*
She walked along his side and glanced down, moving her hair behind her ear gentlyShe gently kicked a rock, silently cursing herself for getting so worked up and excited. This would be much harder thanks eh thought for the both of them.
Makarov: *he cleared his throat, still staring ahead* so uhm..what’s their godfather’s name?
Makarov: Xavier huh? *he thought for a moment then nodded* is he a nice guy?
She smiled and shrugged as she walked along. "Probably won't like you at first-"
Makarov: I see. *he yawned then slightly smiled, looking over at her* I like em’ already.
She chuckled and nodded, up ahead the boys could be seen to a large, darker skinned man.
Makarov: *he looked ahead, noticing the kiddos then the taller man who he can only assume that he was Xavier. He raised a brow then his smile grew*
She smiked happily and skipped over to the massive man, he had a large pair of white feathered wings around his back. He was a white trench coat, boots and a scarf and Olivia threw her arms around him.
Makarov: *he watched her go ahead, still walking at the same pace. The man watched as she hugged him and quickly averted his gaze, stopping once he caught up to them* so this is Xavier.
She let out a happy giggle and smiled, nodding quickly. She seemed to like the man quite a bit, maybe even too much. "Xavier! This is Makarov-"
The man arched a brow and stared at his for a moment before he let out a huff. He grumbked. "Hello."
Makarov: *he cleared his throat, giving the man a wide grin and crossed his arms. That wide grin of his was just a habit he didn’t think about much* hey- it’s uh, nice to meet you.
He let out a gentle huff and pat Olivia's back. He grumbled. "I suppose it is. You as well, sir-" he held A hand out to him and pursed his lips.
Oliver smiled happily.
Makarov: *he shook his hand, having a firm grip on it. He wasn’t exactly sure how he felt about the man but he definitely felt something* mhm..-
He huffed and pulled it away, before wiping his hand on his coat. He glanced back down at Liv. "Are you two- friends..?"
Makarov: *well not liking him felt like an understatement now, he looked down at Olivia them quickly nodded to her*
She hesitated before she smiled gently up at him with a small nod. "Sure thing-"
He rolled his eyes and looked away with a reluctant nod. His brows furrowed and he mumbled. "Wonderful." He sighed gently and looked back at Liv with a small smile. "Should we bring the boys home?" He huffed gently nd looked back at Makarov. "wouldn't want you alone with strangers."
Makarov: *his mouth opened as if he was going to say something but closed it right back, he’d much rather stay on this man’s good side. for now at least- Makarov averted his gaze with a slight annoyed look*
Olivia hesitated and could feel the tension growing between them. She shook her head with a small smile. "It it's alright hes- hes no stranger. Could you get the boys home..?"
He furrowed his brows and stared at the man with narrowed eyes. He rolled his eyes and huffed. "Fine. No funny business."
Makarov: *once he heard that the other angel wasn’t sticking around he let out a sigh of relief then gave Xavier a thumbs up with that shit eating grin of his neck, he was probably somewhere actually praying to god in his mind* sure thing pal-
Xavier rolled hos eyes and ushered the kids into a black sports car. Olivia gave him a nervous smile. "S-sorry-"
Makarov: it’s alright. He wasn’t as bad as I thought. *though he was telling the truth that didn’t indicate on how much he actually liked him but I guess the thick tension from before spoke for itself*
She nodded and gently moved some of her hair behind her ear. "Would you- want to maybe hanf our..? I-i enjoy your company-"
Makarov: *he man shrugged with a small smile* sure- I don’t see why not.
